We motored to and tied up at the Pier , I looked at John he certainly looked sick , I looked at Mary she seemed composed . The leader motioned me off and went below deck and began searching the boat , he did not ask for ID,registration or a Customs Declaration The Cabin was small , visible to him would have been a Coleman camping stove,water jugs, dirty cloths and limited food stores and a 19 year old kid who looked sick.. It was about that time I sensed the men relax somewhat , our story might just be plausible and we did not seem like a threat , the boat didn't even have a radio, The man asked "where we were going", I told him Hatchet Bay Eleuthera , he asked me again Where we were heading, I said Eleuthera, I did ask if he would sell us gasoline . His shook his head and said Go to Eleuthera and don't come back. You did not have to tell me twice , Mary quickly boarded and the outboard started on the first pull ! we cast off and motored away, I did not look back . As we motored around the South end of the Island no one spoke and no one looked back , I set a coarse for Nassau . Mary finally spoke " where are we going, I said "Nassau", she said "that works for me" Thankful we had our Jib sail repaired in Bimini and with a 15 knot wind at our back , We had a shot to make Nassau by sunset. As Normans Cay faded in the distance we finally had time to reflect on what just happened . Were they drug runners or Bahamian Defence Force or both ? With so much money involved were there good guys and bad guys ?, or just people doing business ?... OMFG I need a drink ! Mary handed me the bottle of rum after a long pull on the bottle I told John to get rid of the booty, all of it he said? he wanted to keep some of the Beatles Albums and I needed to keep the boots we had "salvaged" from the Island . John pulled the items from under his death bunk, also hidden under the bunk our 4 guns including an M1 Carbine. We decided to keep some of the booty with the understanding if we were ever approached it went overboard.. Over the next 7 hours we had plenty of time to speculate on just what the hell happened . We made good time sailing North and made it Nassau Harbor at sundown, motoring up the channel we got our typical greeting "turn on your running lights you fucking idiot" yelled another boater, it felt good to be back in civilization ! Back in Nassau our plan was to sell some possessions , pick up supplies and head back to Chub Cay in the Berry Islands. We set about selling some possessions and realized the mere mention of Normans Cay got every ones attention and respect. One guy was listening to our story his nickname was "The God Father" I asked him for a dollar to buy a beer he gave me $20 !! and he wanted to know every detail of our misadventure as long as he was buying Heavenly Ice Cold Becks Beer I could talk all night ! We scrounged up a small fortune $53 dollars ! got some supplies and headed north the next morning Chub Cay was a day sail if the wind held up , around 1 pm we realized due to a wind change we would have to anchor between Big and Little Whale Cay. It was also about that time we noticed a small aircraft was circling us , what looked to be a Cessna 150 , the plane was at around 500 ft after a few passes it made a low pass at our stern , we guessed he wanted to see the name of the boat .. a definite "oh shit" moment . According to the "Bahamas Cruising Guide" Little Whale Cay was a privately owned Island that the owner had a vast collection of rare birds , Golden pheasants, peacocks and chickens. We anchored and ate dinner ; white rice and Spam , around sunset someone arrived at Little Whale Cay in a Cigarette style boat , they stood on the pier and looked at us for about 5 minutes , they didn't seem that they were thrilled about us being there . We sat about 200 yards from them, 2 men went inside and the third man went about doing a meticulous perimeter check , I don't know if he was looking for foot prints , or what. With no power and no city lights and no moonlight , it was again a dark and uneasy night with the aid of Cheap Vodka I found sleep. Awake at Daybreak I looked out the hatch to check the weather. At some point during the night a large fishing boat had slipped in and anchored next to us . on board the boat was a dozen para-military style men all armed with assault rifles ... to be continued